Darcy/Jane
Maybe it was a little overboard what they’d done to that plant. Maybe. Possibly. On the other hand, after having seen… That… And then the ensuing aftermath…
Jane walked over, a steaming cup in each hand. She handed one to Darcy before sinking down to sit at her side. She didn’t say anything as she sat down with a sigh, settling back into the couch like she was trying to disappear into the oversized hoodie she’d borrowed from… Probably Steve.
Darcy nodded, cupping both hands around the cup before she snuggled back against the back of the couch, her arm resting along the length of Jane’s. “How are you?”
“I’m okay.” She didn’t sound entirely okay, but Darcy was willing to take it face value. “How are you?”
“I’m okay.” Darcy shrugged a little, making sure not to jostle Jane too much. She took a long sip of her drink- coffee fortified with Bailey’s, from the taste. Or maybe Bailey’s fortified with coffee. “Clint and I bang sometimes, so it wasn’t that big of a deal.”
Jane arched an eyebrow, and a small smile moved across her lips. “You do seem to enjoy casual sex.”
“Only as often as possible.” Darcy looked over at her friend for a moment. There was an afghan on the back of the couch, and she grabbed it, spreading it over both of their legs. It was a bit awkward with one hand, but she managed, then settled back again to rest her head on Jane’s shoulder. “To be fair, it’s friend-sex, which is entirely different than casual sex.”
Jane was quiet for a second as she took a drink of her own coffee. “I guess.” There was another moment of quiet. “Does that help?”
“Yeah. Yeah, it does.”
Darcy could hear Jane swallowing again, and then felt the weight of a head resting gently against her own. “Thanks for coming in after us.”
“Well, of course!” Darcy reached over and squeezed Jane’s upper arm. “You’re my Jane!”
There was a long pause. “I talked to them about it. A little, I mean. Tony’s… Tony’s really upset about it. I think he’s planning on buying me my own island.” Jane gave an amused sniff. “I’m pretty sure he wasn’t joking, either. Bruce is… Well, we got him to agree not to leave. At least not yet.” She sighed. “The sacrifices we make for science, I guess.”
“Well…” Darcy made a face and took another drink of her coffee. “We learned a lot, right? I mean… Alien plant, the pollen makes humans, um, fuck like bunnies, and it burns purple when it explodes.”
“Yeah.” Jane’s shoulders moved with a deep sigh, and Darcy sighed too.